"May I have your name?"

Seeing that Shang Dequan and Li Qi were both gloomy, Fang Xing felt a sudden heart and immediately thought of a solution.

The injured craftsman said in panic: "Master, the villain is called Zhu Fang."

"Zhu Fang? Good name! The same surname as our Majesty."

Fang Xing asked Zhu Zhanji, "Can you help him get rid of his family?"

Zhu Zhanji has experienced many scenes since he was a child. He knew that Fang Xing was sympathetic, so he was of course willing to eliminate Fang Xing's anger.

"It's just a small matter."

Fang Xing grinned and said, "Lao Qi."

Xin Laoqi followed behind him. He was already frightened by Fang Xing's remarks just now, and rushed out immediately after hearing the sound.

"Young Master."

Fang Xing's eyes swept over Li Qi and Shang Dequan with contempt and said, "If you take him back, he will be from Fangjiazhuang in the future."

Shang Dequan's face remained unchanged, but he was thinking about Fang Xing's origin in his heart.

A craftsman is just an ant to the Ministry of Works, but his origin is very important. This is big news.

Li Qi obviously hated Fang Xing, but because Zhu Zhanji was present, he just endured it.

Seeing that the matter came to an end, Zhu Zhanji waved his hand to dismiss everyone, and then woke up with Fang to the quiet room.

The so-called quiet room is actually just Li Qi's office.

Fang Xing looked at the luxurious interior decoration and said without any concealment: "Taishun, relying on this kind of person, do you still want to turn this place into a weapon base for the Northern Expedition?"

Zhu Zhanji also sighed secretly, regardless of the figures on the window paper, saying, "Shuntian Mansion is far away from the capital, what can I do!"

Fang Xing also saw the figure. He walked over, pushed open the window, looked at the clerk who was stunned outside, and sneered: "What's the use of listening to it? Let your master come."

The little official was shocked and ran out immediately. As a result, he fell down at the threshold and knocked off a few of his teeth.

Fang Xing didn't close the window, and then he heard Zhu Zhanji smile and said, "Brother Dehua, do you still think that food is my first priority in the Ming Dynasty?"

"certainly."

Fang Xing said lightly: "I haven't taught you this lesson yet."

“What class?”

"astronomical!"

It is not very convenient here, so Fang Xing simply said: "Since the end of the Song Dynasty, God has become sick. When it enters the Little Ice Age, the weather will become cold and impermanent. In many places, farmers will have no harvest and would rather eat the crops than plant them."

"Why?"

Zhu Zhanji felt it was incredible. When he and Zhu Di went to the countryside, they had seen farmers cherish the degree of food they cherish, and they simply regarded it as a treasure!

But Fang Xing actually said that farmers would eat the crops, which is too...unreliable!

Fang Xing sighed: "Because you may not be able to earn anything you have gained after growing grain, you will only be able to grow it!"

Next, Fang Xing was unwilling to say more, but said listlessly: "Let's just stop here today."

When he returned to Fangjiazhuang, Fang Xing's first thing was to visit this craftsman named Zhu Fang.

Zhu Fang still thinks he is dreaming, so after seeing Fang Xing, he just kept talking about his wife and children.

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Don't worry, starting today, your family will be from Fangjiazhuang."

"Uncle Jaylen, arrange your residence for Zhu Fang's family and be in the main house."

Jielun Fang was stunned and felt that Fang Xing had made a big fuss. You know, besides Fang Xing's family, there were only Jielun, servants, maids, and Ma Su and his son who had just moved in.

When you move into the main house at this time, it means that you are already valued by the main house.

What is Zhu Fang's ability? The young master actually valued him so much.

After Zhu Fang's wife and son arrived in Fangjiazhuang in the afternoon, they were shocked.

The main house is very large and has been recently expanded, with several courtyards added, and Zhu Fang's family was divided into a courtyard.

The yard doesn’t matter, the key is that the utensils are all available.

Zhu Fang's seven-year-old son Zhu Yuanfang picked up a stainless steel basin, pushed it onto his head, turned around and laughed, "Mom, look at me."

Zhu Liao looked at the unfamiliar instruments in front of her, but she would not pay attention to this naughty son. She looked at the mirror on the wall and couldn't help but use her hands to smooth her hair, but she felt worried in her heart.

As the saying goes, if you are polite to others, you will have something to ask for. Zhu Liao is worried about whether her husband is involved in some mysterious incident.

After settling down Zhu Fang's family, Fang Xing was not happy to go to the workshop. He just taught at home every day and fished when he had time.

A few days later, Zhu Zhanji finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Dehua, why do you look at those craftsmen so differently?"

I thought you could endure it for how long?

Fang Xing complained in his heart, and then said: "Scholars, peasants, industry and commerce, the scholars are the most shameless and the most favored by the rulers."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a moment, nodded in agreement with Fang Xing's opinion. He secretly added: A considerable number of the officials are shameless, not all.

"Not to mention agriculture, even in a few hundred years, they will still be the mainstay of the country and cannot be lacking."

Fang Xing couldn't help but think of the turmoil that hundreds of years later.

"Which business, this class is more shameless than Shi at some point. They pursue profits. As long as there is enough profit, they are willing to regard foreigners as their fathers, even if they subvert their own country for this purpose."

This view is the mainstream at present, but Fang Xing said that merchants can subvert the country, and Zhu Zhanji felt that he was too arrogant to them.

"As for workers, this class is ignored by the rulers, but it is the mainstream force that promotes social development, and is a force that no class can match."

"Brother Dehua, are you too exaggerating?"

Zhu Zhanji felt that Fang Xing was a little hysterical, and he actually raised the status of a craftsman higher than that of a scholar.

"No, I'm still saying it's low."

Fang Xing took out a small clockwork toy car from the drawer, tightly put it on the table, and suddenly there was a mess on the desk.

Regardless of Zhu Zhanji's stunnedness, Fang Xing took the toy car apart, then pointed to the gear and said, "This is the power of the craftsmen."

Then, he did not allow Zhu Zhanji to ask questions. Fang Xing took out a black telescope and handed it to him, saying, "Look outside."

Zhu Zhanji was puzzled and put the telescope in front of him as Fang Xing ordered, and then looked outside.

He was stunned, Zhu Zhanji was stunned, and his hand holding the telescope was still shaking.

From the study, Zhu Zhanji saw Xin Laoqi outside the gate through the arch. This guy was bragging to Ma Su, and his mouth was flying. Zhu Zhanji even saw a pimple on the guy's face, and the top was a little white.

"Brother Dehua, what is this?"

Fang Xing leaned on the back of the chair with deep eyes, "This is the power of the craftsmen."
Chapter completed!